| I’ve been thinking 'bout my darkest days
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| Remember all the times we had away
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| I’m so scarred, you can see it in my face, oh-oh
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| Oh, I don’t know why I’m holdin' on, holdin' on
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| Oh, I don’t know why I’m holdin' on, holdin' on
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| Oh I, need you in my darkest times
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| Oh-woah, oh, I, know I won’t let time go by
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| Sometimes we walk through the rain, ah (Rain)
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| Can’t feel no pain, ah (Pain)
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| Took a couple years of my life, to run a check, ah
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| What did you face, ah? |
| Demons in my way, ah
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| Did it but I had to fight with no favor
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| When I was sixteen that’s when I buss down straight VVs
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| Now this shit so crazy, I say, «Look, ma', we on TV»
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| Let me tell you what it is, I just hope you niggas feel me (Yeah)
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| And let me know if it’s a problem 'cause we late-night creepin'
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| Nothin' you could tell us
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| Grew up in the struggle, that’s what turned us in to some fellas (Hey)
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| And we shoot it all off
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| Get you an umbrella, someone is smokin' that air, dawg
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| Need a Sunday hella
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| Fly like propeller
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| Lambo doors turn into butterfly (Hey)
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| Too much money on me, I throw it in the sky
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| But I can’t fuck with too many niggas 'cause they switchin' sides
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| So many of my niggas dyin', it left me terrified
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| I’ve been thinking 'bout my darkest days
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| Remember all the times we had away
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| I’m so scarred, you can see it in my face, oh-oh
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| Oh, I don’t know why I’m holdin' on, holdin' on
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| Oh, I don’t know why I’m holdin' on, holdin' on
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| Oh I, need you in my darkest times
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| Oh-woah, oh, I, know I won’t let time go by
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| I can’t love you if you go away (I can’t love you if you go)
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| You know what I’m goin' through, I know you wanna stay (I know)
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| Nigga tryna duck the past like a runaway
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| Faithful but I finger fuck the cash, every other day
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| I know bitches loyal to the bag (What?)
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| I know you’ll be down, if I get down to my last (What?)
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| Real street nigga, got a lick for all of that (Got a lick for all of that)
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| Havin' M’s, don’t know what it took for all of that (What it took for all of
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| that)
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| Thug love, I can write a book on all of that, girl (I swear)
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| Still a street nigga, got the hood on my back, girl (Hood on my back)
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| I don’t like change, I be good where I’m at, girl (I be good where I’m at)
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| Tap into my heart, knew I could when I rap, girl
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| Jump into the car, with some stars, see the stars (Stars)
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| Look into the future, ain’t no good lookin' back
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| Backwoods in the 'Raq
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| Chillin' with a real nigga, know you could get a Tesla
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| Day ones, Draco, wood on my lap, yeah
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| I’ve been thinking 'bout my darkest days
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| Remember all the times we had away
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| I’m so scarred, you can see it in my face, oh-oh
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| Oh, I don’t know why I’m holdin' on, holdin' on
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| Oh, I don’t know why I’m holdin' on, holdin' on
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| Oh I, need you in my darkest times
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| Oh-woah, oh, I, know I won’t let time go by |